A little note on Vali's recovery time between orgasms: these characters have been both modified by the succubus who they work for, in a larger system of pets to keep her fed. Vali trains the new pets, where Lyn is responsible for looking after the highest-ranked of them all. This will probably become relevant if I post more. For now... Vali just gets to come twice in a very short time.
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Vali's room was ridiculously spacious - or, perhaps, he was just minimalistic. He cared little for the reason. All that mattered right now was that he'd had enough room to push his bed to the side and set up a low wooden table beneath the (incredibly useful) hook set into the ceiling, a table long enough for Lyn's slim height to lay stretched out beneath the small, dripping, gently swinging chandelier above him.
Vali had fastened Lyn's wrists together behind his back before settling him into position on the table. His ankles were chained just tight enough that Lyn could test them once and trust in their strength to hold him. Vali stepped forward and checked the pillow beneath Lyn's head, gently tucking a sweat-mussed strand of bright hair behind his ear. Lyn pressed into the unexpected touch. His long eyelashes fluttered behind the blindfold.
Another fat green drop of wax dripped from the burning candles, cooling as it fell, until it splattered across Lyn's already-colorfully-marked skin. Lyn flinched. His little gasp tingled down Vali's spine and went straight to his cock.
Vali chuckled softly and moved away, reaching up to stop the slow swing of the chandelier. He had to stretch up to tip-toes to check how low the candles were burning. One was getting dangerously low to the stump - any further, and the wax might be too hot, seriously burning Lyn. Vali carefully blew the problem candle out and set the chandelier to a gentle spin.
The next splotch of wax was flung from a candle's top, arcing through the air and landing on the divot where Lyn's thigh connected to his pelvis. He sucked in a little gasp through gritted teeth. Vali watched his chest - decorated with the colorful wax - rise and fall in the familiar half-hyperventilation before Lyn sank into subspace.
Vali settled the burned down candle to be taken care of later and, without really taking his eyes off the gorgeous man stretched on the table, selected a thin, springy switch. Lyn's breath stuttered again at the opening and closing of Vali's drawer. There was no way he could know what Vali had withdrawn from the toy chest. All he could do was wait.
Vali let him linger in that anticipation for a long moment, surveying the sight before him. Lyn was on the gaunter side of thin, his chest pushed up with his hands bound at the small of his back. Long red hair fanned out around his head. His normal bullshit smile was nearly faded, leaving his mouth soft and perfect, lips parted to allow passage for the little gasps and twitches of new wax landing on his body.
The silence was starting to make him restless. Vali saw him shift a little, turn his head, eyelashes fluttering against the blindfold - and then a gasp slipped past his bitten lips as yet another fat drop of wax splashed right above his vulva.
Vali felt a smirk curl his mouth at how quickly Lyn's expression contorted before smoothing back to bliss.
He made sure his coat made a sound as he moved, not touching Lyn, but watching him strain to hear and figure out where Vali was. Two drops of wax spattered at the same time onto Lyn's collarbone. Lyn twitched in pain, his arms tensing before he relaxed again into the bondage and the heat.
Vali halted between Lyn's legs and flipped the switch around in his hand. The handle - smooth wood, about as thick as three of Vali's fingers - was the perfect size and weight to run teasingly between Lyn's lips. Lyn's reaction was instant. He gasped and rolled his hips forward, trying to work the switch further inside, desperate to be fucked.
Vali didn't let him penetrate himself. Not yet. He drew the switch away and examined the slick wetness now coating the handle.
"This is all it takes for you?" he murmured derisively. Lyn's jaw worked for a moment. Another drop of wax fell, and Lyn flinched, gasped, and went lax again, throwing his head back as much as he could against the cushion. Vali's cock ached with the sight.
His coat swished as he moved to Lyn's head. The handle of the switch swiped along his lips, coating them with Lyn's own slick.
"Clean it up," he murmured.
Lyn obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Vali let him lick the switch handle clean, watching that clever tongue find and swipe along every little ridge he could reach. He glanced up for a moment, then reached for the chandelier with his other hand, once again changing the direction of its spin - ensuring Lyn couldn't begin to predict where the next burning drop would come from.
This one landed on his belly. Vali pulled the switch away from Lyn's mouth just to hear him gasp. His lean muscles flexed against the heat. Vali flipped the switch around in his hand and swished it through the air a time or two, letting Lyn tense and relax when no hit came. It was that little moment of unguardedness which Vali chose.
He barely let the switch sing through the air. It snapped down across Lyn's skin, the wax cushioning the hard blow just enough. Lyn's back arched against the pain. A soundless little whimper escaped his throat, fingers scrabbling against the bare table.
Vali reached down, unbuttoned, and shoved down his pants before the next blow. They were too stifling. His cock already stood at full attention, precum beading at his slit.
The switch parted the air in a hiss. Vali aimed it precisely, flicking off the hard wax on Lyn's nipple, barely grazing the skin enough to redden it beautifully. Lyn squirmed.
"Hold still," Vali murmured. His own pleasure made it a little difficult to keep his tone steady. He reached down and gently swiped his thumb over his dick's head, gathering precum, and then reached out, smearing it onto Lyn's lips. "You're doing good."
Lyn sucked at Vali's thumb with an immediate sort of desperation. Vali waited. He kept the switch humming in soft figure-eights at his side. Even when he drew his hand away, he waited, running his index finger down Lyn's cheek, feeling his flinch as the next fat drop of wax splashed and cooled just below one pec. He waited until Lyn had stopped licking his lips, chasing Vali's taste, and his tongue was safely back behind his teeth.
The next strike was low, slashing once again across Lyn's skin to flick off the splash of wax right above his thigh. Lyn twitched with pain. He wasn't moving quite so much now. His smile was completely gone, replaced with that needy expression Vali loved so much on him - slack jaw, parted lips, relaxed muscles. Under the blindfold, Vali knew his eyes would be vacant and dreamy.
But when he drew the tip of the switch up Lyn's slit, he still got a surprised little gasp of a reaction. Vali snapped another splotch of wax from Lyn's body and reached up to halt the chandelier's spin completely.
